Morbid Humor Fan Pillows

"It's no good, Bertie—we must either find some other place to meet or break off the affair altogether."

"Mum, can I work in a morgue"

'Can I get a box for this?'

"I like this idea of yours, Geerson!"

'A burp or a fart, I can excuse, but throwing up a pellet of fur and bones? That's gross dude!'

"What are you looking at, four eyes?"

'You must be Jim's new gardener. I'm his neighbour, Gerald. Had any luck with the Petunias this year? Aren't those Jim's feet sticking out of the ornamental pond?'

"In hindsight, we shouldn't have had him cremated."

"I can't come in today, I'm feeling like myself."

'I don't think you quite grasp our overall motif.'

"Don’t you think it’s about time you stopped insisting on your uncle Bill being here for Christmas?"

'Due to recent staff cut-backs and consolidations, I'll be handling your death AND your taxes this year!'

"Well, obviously the victim had a French enemy."

"I just love take-out."

Death Watch

"They’re burying him with his Xanax."

"Mrs. Walsh? Oh, good ... you’re still alive."

The Gluten is Free. RUN!

'He was a bit of a showoff.'

"Yep...Isn't she a beaut! And just one previous owner."

Death model.

"Spoiler alert! You won't be needing those warm clothes."

Sixth Sense Morgue: (Icy Dead People).

'Gronk head broke, and Oog have CLUB!'

"Ouch! You’re killing me!"

'I guess everything tastes a little like chicken.'

Roland enjoyed going to the park and feeding the vultures.

"It's armageddon week on TV. The death of hope always lightens his mood."

'Oh-oh, rigor mortis... that ain't good.'

Undertaker's Staff Party (drinks are on the hearse).

'Look at Spot - he always did love to play with Jack!'

'Barlow must be the dessert.'

Win at wrestling.

Fart, barf, cough.

"Oh s**t, it’s ICE!"